Not so long ago, I traversed a path pebbled though clear
and towards a distant yet distinct future I did steer.
Then the black clouds shrouded and black rain fell
blackening all perceptions of the goal I held.
And thus were darkened all my dreams, my hopes,
as I try to sail down a pitch black tunnel devoid of any rope
that could guide me through these waves
of uncertainties and despair that shake my soul with no hermit to save
my self tormented by the wounds inflicted by my own skepticism
Just the belief of a better tomorrow helped me crawl in pursuit of my dreams.